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Posted by Doeslittle on May 19, 2008 - 18:54

What if love was like dropping petals
Of rice paper that hang and float
Down to melt upon a tongue,
What if trees really bow low,
As if they were actors on a stage
In gales or clouds were indeed lost faces
That murmur to us on the breeze, even
Perhaps, that owls tell their secrets
After sundown twit-twooing on dark branches,
If innocence, a thread, could be frayed,
What if hearts were actually rent
Into purple pieces when broken and death came
With a stare, what if we truly discovered
Undiscovered things, and in reality exposed
All the covered things, or I could say,
In truth, that across my brow
Was autumn, this burning is my clothing,
This iron belt is my philosophy – what if
Life was a little more like poetry.

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Comments

shoebox | May 19, 2008 - 19:25

I like this one a lot. Doeslittle does more than we might think!! Cheers

jennifer | May 19, 2008 - 20:59

I write enough poetry in my life, so if my life was a little more like poetry, the poet in me might be a little bit more satisfied and then find no need to write poetry...therefore, if life were a little more like poetry, then we as poets would not write poetry, which would be a loss, especially if Doeslittle were to stop....

Ewan | May 20, 2008 - 07:14

... read with comprehension. :-)

Very nice.

Ewan

animan | May 21, 2008 - 15:44

Lovely poem. Lovely idea. Lovely ideas. But, for me, the key thing was to read it as a rhetorical question - particularly as it ends with a full stop. For me, there is an irony in the 'question' because (an' perhaps I should hesitate to say this), for me, life is like poetry. For me, all your 'if's are real. Oh dear, perhaps I should delete this!

Dynamaso | May 22, 2008 - 07:25

"what if
Life was a little more like poetry."

Oh how different life would be. What a lovely idea and poem.